It's such a gorgeous, warm Tuesday here! I'm working, again... and by working, I mean I'm watching House and Law and Order SVU online. I lead a really thrilling life. I've even brought a ham and cheese Lunchable and chocolate pudding for lunch. If I didn't just finish college, I'd swear I was 7 years old. Lunchables are delicious, though. Until you look at the nutritional facts and realize you just ate 400 calories worth of cheese and crackers.
I read somewhere on the interwebs that some people did a survey of Europeans and Americans, asking different questions about nutritional facts and dietary needs. (I know, not a vague description at all.) Anyways, apparently, the European countries, like France, had a much lower national obesity rate, yet knew way less about calorie counting, saturated and trans fats, and all that jazz. Americans, on the other hand, which, well, have you been to a water park lately? Obviously we have a skyrocketing obesity rate. . Seems so counter-productive, right?
I'm supposed to be applying for big-girl, real-world jobs, but everything I've seen I either feel completely un-qualified for, or it just seems like the most boring thing in the most boring field, ever. I guess that's what I get for not knowing what I really want to do with my life. Plus, applying for just just makes moving and growing up so much more real. I have almost two months, I don't want to worry about it until then. Although, I guess that's impractical. I'll get hired and show up with a Lunchable and a fruit roll up in my Vera Bradley lunchbox... I'm wearing yoga pants to work today. Who let me wear that cap and gown? Clearly, they were fooled by my exit interview, because I would have held myself back in fourth grade at this point. Pretty sure I completely forget how long division works... Are you shaking your head at me, too? Yeah, I figured...